Transmigrated to Another World and Doted on by Everyone!-Chapter 248: Extra: Ancient Times (Part 1)

Rong Xingyu suddenly sat up and blinking his eyes as he struggled to fully come back to himself.

He had actually dreamed that he truly became a mermaid.

Rong Xingyu: "..."

He was no longer young, yet he still had such a childlike imagination?

However, looking at the antique canopy bed before him, Rong Xingyu could not help sighing.

If he could travel back to ancient times, then perhaps one day truly turning into a mermaid was not entirely impossible either.

Rong Xingyu had already been here for a week and by now he had accepted the fact that he had transmigrated.

He had also basically adapted to the lifestyle of people in ancient times.

Rong Xingyu lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

He first stood by the bed and neatly folded the bedding, but afterward did not immediately move away.

His gaze fell upon the bed, which was clearly aged with years of use.

This canopy bed was barely sufficient for one person, but if two people were to sleep on it, it would probably be rather difficult.

If they really tried to squeeze in, once they fell asleep at night they likely would not even be able to turn over.

Rong Xingyu felt a headache coming on.

He himself could manage for now, but once he found Ding Yixin after some time, were the two grown men really supposed to crowd together on this small bed?

They could, but it was hardly necessary.

Thinking of Ding Yixin, Rong Xingyu could not help letting out another sigh.

The night before he arrived here had been nothing more than an ordinary evening.

Even Ding Yixin’s goodnight kiss had been no different from any other night.

Rong Xingyu had fallen asleep peacefully in Ding Yixin’s arms.

But when he opened his eyes the next morning, there was no sign of Ding Yixin beside him.

At the time, Rong Xingyu had woken up from the cold and shivering as he looked around at the unfamiliar surroundings in bewilderment.

Before going to sleep, he had been in a low-key yet luxurious bedroom with a faint European style, how had everything changed so drastically overnight and replaced entirely with traditional Chinese decor?

Rong Xingyu lowered his head and saw strands of black hair draping down onto the quilt: "..."

He subconsciously raised his hand and touched his hair.

A look of confusion immediately appeared on his face.

When had his hair suddenly grown so long???

Rong Xingyu pinched his arm and could not help hissing in pain.

This was not a dream!

What on earth was going on?

The confusion in Rong Xingyu’s heart reached its peak when he saw the reflection in the basin of water.

Because the face reflected there was not his at all!

Although the face was delicate and pleasant, it looked completely different from his own.

Rong Xingyu: "...This strange sense of deja vu."

Well then, had he transmigrated again?

When Rong Xingyu realized this, he actually calmed down.

After all, before he had learned the truth about the world, he had once firmly believed he had transmigrated into a novel.

In a way, the feeling was almost familiar.

"First time is strange, second time is familiar..." Rong Xingyu muttered softly.

He closed his eyes and tried to sort through the memories of this body’s original owner.

After an unknown amount of time, Rong Xingyu finally opened his eyes slowly.

What followed was an involuntary sigh.

This time, Rong Xingyu’s identity after transmigrating was that of a young master of the Prime Minister’s residence, but also the most neglected illegitimate son.

The original owner’s mother had been of low status, she’s just a maid who had served at the Prime Minister’s side since his youth.

Yet she had been born with a beauty that easily drew attention and before long she had been taken in as a bedchamber attendant.

At that time, both of them had still been young and at an age when their hearts were just beginning to stir with budding feelings.

Spending their days together from morning till night, they had enjoyed quite a long stretch of sweet, affectionate days, as inseparable as if steeped in honey.

The Prime Minister had even ignored the objections of his elders and insisted on elevating the original owner’s mother from a maid to a concubine.

But such affection did not last long. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

As the scumbag father’s official rank rose higher and higher, he became increasingly corrupted by power, and little by little, he changed.

On top of that, the original owner’s mother had endured many hardships in her earlier years, leaving her body with lingering ailments.

Especially after giving birth to the original owner, she soon collapsed completely after catching a severe chill.

By then, the Prime Minister was already surrounded by numerous wives and concubines, and his principal wife had just given birth to a delicate and adorable daughter.

Together with the legitimate son from before, he could fully enjoy the bliss of having both son and daughter, how could he possibly remember that in a side courtyard there was still a sickly woman wasting away?

The original owner’s mother could only rely on each other with the still young child in that remote side courtyard.

Yet she passed away when the original owner was only four years old.

It was only after she died that the scumbag father stepped into the side courtyard again.

Seeing that the child’s features bore some resemblance to his late mother, the scumbag father suddenly recalled the feelings he had once shared with her and what little conscience he had left seemed to be put on trial.

He did not even dare to meet the child’s eyes.

The scumbag father who are embarrassed fled the side courtyard.

From that moment on, aside from ensuring the child had basic food and clothing, he never again bothered to concern himself with the original owner.

Having just lost his mother and being unloved by his father, one could easily imagine the original owner’s situation in the Prime Minister’s residence.